Unparalleled Martial God

"White Robe Emperor, when did he become called Zhou Gongjin Zhou Yu?"    

"Where did Cao Mengde, Liu Xuande, and Sun Zhongcou come from?"    

"Who is Kong Ming?"    

"What a good poem. I let you create such a foul atmosphere. You really deserve to fight."    

Upon hearing that, Chu Yang immediately became anxious, "Bullsh * t, what's with the miasma? "You have no right to speak without an examination, you uncultured people, do you understand?"    

"You naughty child, you don't know how to fight, right?"    

As soon as the old voice stopped, he waited for Chu Yang to display his abilities and then decided whether he wanted to fight or not.    

Chu Yang could only speak in a gentle voice.    

"The situation roughly goes like this. This marshal has always relied on a pretty boy to eat and put the food away, but he hates the same way. He made the wise decision to write a novel to replace this pretty boy."    

As he said that, he cupped his fists in the air and spoke to the people of the Righteous Noble County, "This marshal's novel is called 'The Romance of the Three Kingdoms'. "Because of the strong emotional nature of the book, the comments made by the people in the recent past were a bit biased, so all the characters in the book are fiction. Please do not sit in the right seat, and please do not forget to show your face so that this handsome man can live with his face and not harm his family."    

Romance of the Three Kingdoms!    

There was no more sound.    

Chu Yang cupped his fist again and said, "This commander just entered Central State and gave up on his dignity to eat. With such courage and charisma, you have to receive praise and praise! Please give me your full praise, I will not be modest! "    

Several old voices directly ignored Chu Yang's shamelessness and shamelessness.    

"Even so, this poem shouldn't be randomly changed. The White Robe Emperor is the White Robe Emperor, not some Zhou Gongjin!"    

Chu Yang put his hands on his waist and said angrily, "Is it easy for this marshal to eat without relying on his face? Isn't that clear enough? The book belongs to me, the poem belongs to me, the poem must serve this book, it must be Zhou Gongjin, what's wrong with that! "    

Everything made sense, but these old guys weren't done yet.    

"Kid, activate the Book of Songs!"    

He wanted to see what level this poem was at.    

Chu Yang thought about it for a moment and said with disdain, "Do you think a mere 'Book of Songs' is worthy of commenting on this marshal's poem? Don't lower this marshal's character."    

Pah pah pah!    

Without a second word, a great power came from space and time, pressing him down on the ground once again. The pole attacks struck him again, lacerating his flesh and making him scream miserably.    

When the stick battle stopped, the old guys were silent again, but the meaning was obvious, Chu Yang could only start using the 'Book of Songs'.    

The moment the 'Book of Songs' appeared, it quickly became extremely real, displaying the magnificent scenes of the three great sects. This scene was different from the three great sects in Chu Yang's memory; it was as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth cracking, the sun, moon, and stars were falling.    

"To the east of the great river, to the tides, to the characters who have gone through the ages …"    

When he finished reciting the "Classic of Songs", he immediately recorded it.    

A first rank poem, as expected, a first rank poem!    

Chu Yang wasn't the least bit surprised, it wasn't just a first rank poem.    

Those aged voices were different, they did not stop. After a while, they asked, "What do you mean, what language do you speak? Why don't I have any recollection of it?"    

A strange expression immediately appeared on Chu Yang's face. He no longer had any scruples as he continued to laugh.    

"Ha ha!"    

He rolled on the ground laughing.    

Previously in the hall of peace, he didn't dare to laugh like this because he was afraid of being killed by the King. Now, he didn't need to hold back any longer.    

He was about to burst into laughter.    

But it was also troublesome — how to explain it?